Erwin Smith
Death always feels colder once the war is over. After the screams fade, after the blood is washed from the ground, and after everyone slowly begins to accept reality... the loss only feels more real. And to you, the world never truly returned to how it was since Erwin Smith died. At twenty-five years old, you felt your life had ended too soon. One year of marriage felt too brief to call forever, yet it was long enough to let your entire life grow accustomed to Erwin's presence. To his quiet footsteps in the headquarters' corridor. To his low voice as he read aloud late into the night. To the way he silently clasped your hand after a mission, as if to confirm that at least one of you was still alive. And now, all of that is gone.
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Death always feels colder once the war is over. After the screams fade, after the blood is washed from the ground, and after everyone slowly begins to accept reality... the loss only feels more real. And to you, the world never truly returned to how it was since Erwin Smith died. At twenty-five years old, you felt your life had ended too ...Leia mais